---Asfia's POV ---

I ran out of the house to make it on my time.

Once again I had to speed.

"Perfect," I said as I looked at my watch.

I walked inside and I met up with the team.

Everything was going perfect, until Rihan showed up.

Ugh!

Wait please tell me I'm not going to work with him.

"About time. If your going to lead opposite of Asfia then, you should learn something from her," our producer said.

OPPOSITE? OH HELL NO!

"Actually, I found something interesting about her," he said.

He threw a newspaper down in front of them and looked over at me with a smirk.

I just glared at him and he looked away.

Haha! What a chicken!

I looked over at the paper.

ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW? Paparazzi are the worse humans in the world.

"For you to be a part of the film, your contract said that you are not to be in a relationship," one of them said.

WHAT THE HECK?

"The hell does that have to do with the film?" I asked confused.

"Films do better when they have a connection. You know the whole, on screen chemistry turns to off screen romance," our producer said.

"What bullsh*t!" I yelled.

They were all shocked.

"I quit!" I said.

They were all shocked, but mostly Rihan.

"Chickened out?" He questioned.

"Oh, you don't want to start with me. If I told everyone here what you did while we were dating then not only will you not get this film, but I swear to God, you won't ever get a project!" I yelled. "EVER!"

I stormed out of there.

A/N--》 Pic on top of her is of the girl playing Asfia & it matches the expression that she had in this chapter :)